After all, Zhang's achievements in the past few days were obvious to all, and they were all afraid that one day they would be beaten up by her while walking on the street.

Wan'er, on the other hand, dared not do so, for she was Consort Dong'e, Fulin's most beloved concubine.

"What's wrong? Are you all mute when I ask you a question?" Jing'er asked sternly, becoming impatient as no one answered.

Her goal was to stir up trouble and disrupt the banquet.

Faced with Jing'er's pressing questioning, everyone could only say that Wan'er was better, and besides, what they said was the truth.

"Hmph!" But Consort Zhang was not satisfied with the result. "She is an Imperial Noble Consort, so naturally you should go and curry favor with her."

She gently stroked her cheek and muttered to herself, "If it weren't for the fact that I was in the Xin Zhe Ku and exposed to the wind and sun all year round, how could I be inferior to the Imperial Noble Consort?"

It seems that she not only lacks self-awareness, but is also ridiculously stupid. Wan'er sighed helplessly.

Upon hearing this, the crowd couldn't help but secretly laugh, their eyes filled with disdain for Consort Zhang. Even if she was fairer and more delicate than Wan'er, she wasn't necessarily prettier.

At this moment, Ag, who had been silent all along, suddenly said, "What woman in the harem is not beautiful? Just like the flowers in the Imperial Garden, each has her own beauty. Moreover, everyone has different tastes. Some people like peonies, and some people like lotus flowers. There is no need to compare them at all."

No matter when or where, she always had a kind and gentle demeanor, which made Wan'er and Jing'er feel nauseous.

"Hmm." Consort Zhang nodded in satisfaction. "What you said is quite reasonable, unlike these people who only know how to curry favor and flatter the Imperial Noble Consort."

Upon hearing this, everyone lowered their heads and silently cursed Consort Zhang for being ungrateful.